Walks around the lake. The sky is big and open there and the sombre winter colours are so beautiful, especially in the evening.

This song. I listen to it every day, at least once. It’s some form of addiction. Will Oldham, I don’t think I’ll ever get over you…


My fridge is also full of love apparently, but woeful at spelling.

PS: I saw the final Harry Potter film last night. And I loved that too. Satisfyingly sad and scary. And Neville Longbottom is a god. Obviously.